12 hours ago my roomate was having a nice dinner with her parents. At midnight i answer a phone call from her frantic mother that her father has been rushed to the hospital due to a stroke. My roomate of course started freaking out so i go with her to the hospital. It's now almost 6 am, i just got home and her father that was perfectly normal less than 12 hours ago is now laying in the hospital with a 3cm diameter inoperable brain bleed and is on life support.
My roomate and her mother now have to decide when to take him off life support.
What a horrible decision for a wife and a daughter to have to make. Life is way too frickin short
